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They call me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her were the colour of the roses that down the river, all bloody and wild
When he on my door and entered the room
My subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he up the tears that down my face
call me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you where the wild roses grow so and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I you the roses will you follow?'
They call me The but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day he me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her the grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and planted a between her teeth
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her were the colour of the roses that down the river, all bloody and wild
When he on my door and entered the room
My subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he up the tears that down my face
call me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you where the wild roses grow so and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I you the roses will you follow?'
They call me The but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day he me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her the grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and planted a between her teeth
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